Chapter 1160 - 537: Metamorphosis

Chapter 1160: Chapter 537: Metamorphosis

Was it his existence that inspired Her in some way?

"It seems you’ve indeed felt something, haven’t you?"

She looked at Fulingya and nodded with emotion, cleverly packaging her own teasing filled with a sly mindset into "philosophical guidance."

Uh-huh, it’s not me saying this; it’s Fulingya who thinks so.

Uphemia nodded pretentiously, affirming Fulingya’s actions while placing herself in a guiding position.

Yes, this was my intention from the start.

"Hehe~"

Upon hearing this, Fulingya’s emerald-like eyes brightened even more.

Indeed!

Madam Uphemia was indeed guiding her in this way, helping her break the shackles of her heart.

This goddess, whom She has always regarded as the most reliable elder, remains grand in Her mind, even becoming more wise.

"Thank you again, madam."

Fulingya spoke with a light and relieved tone, feeling grateful: "Thank you for giving me a reason to muster courage."

"That’s... novel, a bit nerve-wracking, but it doesn’t feel bad."

Her cheeks were slightly red, but her gaze was clear, without avoidance, only trust and willingness to share with her elder.

The young goddess didn’t describe the charming yet awkward details between her and the mortals; after all, that’s too private and instead summarized it with the discreet words "muster up courage" and "novel feeling."

And Uphemia listened to this vague description, observing the complex expression on Fulingya’s face mixed with shyness and openness, along with the clearly more lively and vivid aura than before.

As an ancient being with vast experience, She already understands in Her heart.

This child has awakened the heart of spring!

Is something going to happen with Herbert?

No, that’s not right.

Something must have already happened!

Between them, it’s definitely not just a simple "reward," but likely some kind of intimate contact that allowed this child to experience something novel.

...Hmm?

Wait a minute, that’s not right!

The Cold Winter Goddess suddenly froze, realizing what this implies.

In this case, should I... stop asking any further?

Hiss!

A mix of the gratification of "my own child seems to have suddenly grown up," a trace of frustration of "did I mess up," and a subtly indescribable curiosity intertwined within Uphemia’s heart.

Did it happen?

To what extent?

She really wanted to ask with the concern of an elder: "So, ahem, how far have you two gotten?"

But these words didn’t come out because of Fulingya’s pure trustful gaze, blocking them from being said.

Can’t say it.

Absolutely can’t say it!

Fulingya trusts me this much; how can I betray Her trust?

As an elder, how could I be so gossipy?

Besides, if She really delves deeper, Her own "impure" motives could easily be exposed.

"...Uh, you should be careful, don’t, ahem, don’t get too wrapped up in it."

Ultimately, Uphemia could only turn thousands of thoughts into a sentence that seemed like a generational advice.

The Cold Winter Goddess wanted to run after saying this.

She felt that if She stayed any longer, Her perfectly feigned calmness might not hold.

Thus, Uphemia quickly found an excuse and slipped away, leaving Fulingya gratitude-filled, watching Her depart.

"Madam, thank you for your trouble."

Fulingya bowed once more to the disappearing icy incarnation, sincerely grateful to this elder who "worried" about Her.

Uphemia slightly nodded, the icy incarnation dissipating quietly like melting ice crystal, Her consciousness swiftly returning to the cold Divine Kingdom in the Far North.

In the Divine Kingdom on the snowfield, all was silent except for eternal ice and snow.

Under the mighty snow pine symbolizing Her source of power, a beautiful long-haired cat entirely snow-white, with ice-blue tufts on its ear tips and tail, was curled on a branch, sleeping soundly.

In deep sleep, Hecayas even made faint sounds similar to purring.

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And at the instant the Cold Winter Goddess’s consciousness returned, the icy crystal-like branches of the snow pine seemed unable to bear some intangible emotional weight, gently shivering.

Then, a large chunk of snow with soothing coldness slid off the pine leaves, accurately falling on the small cat’s entire body.

Whoosh!

"Meow—woo!"

Suddenly awoken from a dream, the Ice and Snow Goddess’s little cat instantly turned into a fluffy snowball, alarmed and leaped out from the snow layer.

She wouldn’t be afraid of this little cold; it simply startled Her with a sudden attack.

Vigorously shaking Her body, trying to get rid of this unexpected bath, then angrily and grudgingly hissed at the towering snow pine, emitting a "hiss" of anger and grievance.

Hah!

"What are you doing!"

Roused from Her dream, Hecayas’s mind was full of waking irritation, hissing with bared teeth, expressing Her annoyance.

And witnessing Her little cat scrambling, with ruffled fur, Uphemia, mildly chaotic due to Fulingya, found a bit of an outlet for release.

Ah, my child is so adorable, even when angry, so cute!

She’s fine now.

"Haha, sorry, sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose."

Uphemia’s incarnation emerged from the tree trunk, spreading Her arms to embrace the little snowy cat.

"Come here, quickly into my arms, let me make it up to you~"

Come to mommy~

However, this brief joy in Uphemia’s heart vanished instantly upon Hecayas’s reaction.